D. Scott > Quotes

“How was I supposed to discuss fantasies with a man who looked like one?”
― D SCOTT, Therapy Session

“I would mop the ocean before I asked a man, “Why her?”
― D. Scott, Still Forever

“Cedes, you were never this bold.” “No, Tim. I was always this bold. But now my outer appearance just makes you pay attention to it,” she corrected me.”
― D Scott, Therapy Session: Session Two

“5.0 out of 5 stars A mind bending masterpiece
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on 14 April 2025
The Cosmic Caretaker is one of the most original sci-fi stories I’ve read in ages. Imagine Isaac Newton as a cosmic guide, a grieving girl who can astral project, and a universe where history, emotion, and futuristic tech collide—yep, it’s as wild and wonderful as it sounds! Tilly’s emotional journey is deeply moving, and the layered worlds she explores are as beautiful as they are strange. The mix of science, art, and grief gives this book serious depth without ever feeling heavy. A stunning, cinematic adventure that lingers long after the final page.”
― D. Scott

“This negro is not my husband. This is my brother. My husband is playing basketball overseas. If he were my husband”
― D SCOTT, Therapy Session

“Monday: Test- Write down what your perfect night with someone else would look like and read that to your spouse out loud. Discuss any uneasiness that might arise. Tuesday: Reconnection- Decompressing and after-care planning. Create a plan for reconnecting after solo encounters. (example: a vacation”
― D. Scott, Therapy Session

“Friday: Affirmations-Write a love letter to your partner”
― D SCOTT, Therapy Session

“Well”
― D SCOTT, Therapy Session

“This man was a dicksmith; that’s the only way I could describe the art of multitasking at this level. The tricks that he was pulling out of the bag had to come with a title and a credential.We were both moaning”
― D Scott, Therapy Session: Session Two

“He told me, “I keep everything bottled up and then I throw a microwave.”
― D. Scott, Still Forever

“Slipping two fingers inside of her, I brought everything that she had been holding out. She squirted, and I ate her through it.”
― D Scott, Therapy Session: Session Two

“As soon as I felt her hands clamp around my wrist, I felt the pressure of her orgasm against my fingers, and she came on my hand. “Quentinnnn,” she whimpered, chest heaving. I took my hand out of her pants and then brought it to her mouth. “Clean that for me, B,” I instructed her.”
― D Scott, Therapy Session: Session Two

“No”
― D SCOTT, Therapy Session